Recognition Of Great MOCs
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I know how you feel...
Avatars shouldn’t be so self-aware.
Jacket: Gabriel
Head: Akeruka
Hair: Dura
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I am so honoured to be presented with a certificate of recognition from sorority Delta Theta Nu. This means so much to me!
I was so shocked and very blown away to be told "You are seen". It brought tears to my eyes as life is not easy. Yet we still make the best of every situation and push through trying our best to sprinkle positivity. Thank you once again to the ladies of DTN! I appreciate you all so much ♥
Colour photos suit the times when Ivy (my Mum) briefly recognises me. It may last seconds, maybe two minutes then its gone. She goes back into another World, her private World.
Sitting on the window-sill and enjoying the low afternoon sun. Illuminated and in sharp focus is the "good" eye, the one I use for photography. The other one plays second fiddle. However, none of them was really involved in taking this self-portrait. It was the artificial eye of the camera in connection with a clever algorithm (automatic eye recognition) that kicked in when I pressed the shutter release (via a long cable). This is one of the situations where camera technology enables me to do things with ease that, if done manually, would have been quite difficult to achieve.
This was a strange sight. The laughing seagull was not fighting its mirror reflection in the shallow water or acting in any way as if this were another seagull. It was not pecking the sand with its bill for food. Rather, it stopped. It seemed to be reflecting on its image, studying its own eyes and face like I do in the mirror with my own face and bloodshot eyes when I shave in the morning.
Nah, seagulls aren't that smart. I'm anthropomorphizing, right?!?
Recent research in Cambridge has shown that sheep can recognise human faces when encouraged by a wee treat, such as Baa-rack Obama’s and Emma Watson’s. Our neighbours may of recognized me, but they were not used to me jumping into their space in order to shoot the setting sun.
A Cokin diffuser filter was used on camera.
Could it be / that with loss of recognition / of structure and function / the sense of beauty grows? / or not?
"To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event".
Henri Cartier-Bresson
ANZAC Square in central Brisbane is a large park which is a memorial to all those who have served and/or paid the supreme sacrifice in support of freedom from oppression around the world. It consists of the Shrine of Remembrance and Eternal Flame in Ann Street and Memorial Galleries beneath as well as numerous individual memorials at the Adelaide Street level. One that was missing until 27 May this year was to those First Nations people who served valiantly in many theatres. This fine new memorial is entitled "The Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Dedicated Memorial Queensland".
"Bringing the idea to life
On 27 May 2022, a dedicated memorial to Queensland’s Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander service men and women was unveiled in Brisbane’s Anzac Square.
Officially unveiled by the Premier of Queensland Annastacia Palaszczuk and the Lord Mayor of Brisbane Adrian Schrinner, the sculpture is one of only a few memorials to Indigenous veterans in Australia, and was created to honour, respect and remember the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander men and women of Queensland who have served and sacrificed their lives for our country.
Cast in bronze, the memorial features life-size figures standing on a ‘Journey Stone’. Navy, Army and Air Force are represented alongside Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander warriors / dancers, depicting a story of embarkation from home via air, land and sea.
The memorial project was funded by Federal, State and Local governments as well as philanthropists and private sector organisations, working with the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Dedicated Memorial Queensland Incorporated (ATSIDMQI)open_in_new to represent past, present and future Indigenous service, and to bridge ‘the culture and traditions of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples and their contributions to our shared military history’.
The ATSIDQMI committee worked in partnership with Griffith University, empowering master sculptor Liam Hardy of Sculpt Studios with Indigenous artist and cultural advisor John Smith Gumbula to bring the memorial sculpture to life.
President and Chair of the ATSIDQMI committee, Australian Army veteran and Quandamooka Elder Aunty Lorraine Hatton OAM, noted that ‘Queensland being the only state that has Torres Strait Islander Peoples, is another reason the memorial is unique and truly, inclusively Indigenous.’
Glaub nicht dais ich werbe.
Engel, und wurb uch duch aych! Du kommst nicht. Denn mein
Anruf ist immer voll Hinweg; wider so starke
Stromung kannstdu nicht schreiten. Wie ein gestreckter
Arm ist mein Rufen. Und seine zum Greifen
oben offene Hand bleibt vordir
offen, wie Abwehr und Warnung.
Unfislicher, weitauf.
Pompano Beach, FL
"Photography is a response that has to do with the momentary recognition of things. Suddenly you're alive. A minute later there was nothing there. I just watched it evaporate. You look one moment and there's everything, next moment it's gone. Photography is very philosophical." - Joel Meyerowitz - American Photographer
After a rather restless night I got up at 5:45 AM to shoot the sunrise, which right now is quite late, at 7:18 AM or so. At 6:00 AM I was on the road heading north and after 5 minutes of driving got stuck at a railroad crossing.
Since when do we have cargo trains heading to Miami on a Sunday morning? And then of course it has to be one of these never-ending trains... arrgh.
I was stuck there for at least 15 minutes. I still made it to Pompano Beach in time to catch a last glimpse of dawn and the sun rising. Luckily it's only a 30 minutes drive and then another 15-20 minutes walk along the beach. I shot this actually on my way back from the lighthouse - so yes, I made it there before sunrise... just.
I went to see my Brother today.
He later admitted that he didn't recognise me when he answered the door. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing...
Musings of a 61/2week old,,,, left to right,,,, "I was sound asleep when I heard some weird clicking and opened my eyes to see what was happening and Yikes! there was a woman with a big black thing standing over me but then she spoke and I realized it was my great grandma taking my pic so of course I thought that I should smile" We had a lovely visit with Oliver,,,, a sweet and happy boy,,, so sad we don't live closer! wishing everyone a happy day and thanks for your visits,,,,
It was my third time staying in Buttermere in the last 4 years, at about the same time of year and I had feared my photography would be samey. That’s my problem I have no pre visual imagination. However because of those other visits only when I arrived a process of recognition took place. It’s like going to do something in the house but when you get there you’ve forgotten what you were going to do. Strangely if you go back to the room where you thought of the task and start the journey again that forgotten thing will come back to you. This photo is an example of that recall. I’d set out in the morning with no idea what I was going to do, it was only when I got to this location the idea of climbing up Comb beck I had from last year was recalled. I stroll back to the hotel a lot happier than when I set out.
The golden opportunity you are seeking is in yourself. It is not in your environment, it is not in luck or chance, or the help of others; it is in yourself alone.
-- Orison Swett Marden (among many, many others)
(Note: Typically, I immediately eliminate any photo w/a sun flare. In this case, slight as it is, it seemed to serve an appropriate accent. Comments, of course, welcome...)
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i was blown away by the quality of this street art on the side of a 10 story building in Sydney.
It is the striking face of Aboriginal elder Jenny Munro, a campaigner of aboriginal rights, painted by acclaimed street artist Matt Adnate.
Framed by dripping blue, black and red paint, Ms Munro looks into the distance with a mountain sunrise painted in her irises.
The portrait of Ms Munro took Adnate five days to paint, and It's a face filled with reflection and strong resolve.
"I guess we all like to be recognized not for one piece of fireworks, but for the ledger of our daily work."
- Neil Armstrong
The founder of the modern Olympic movement, Baron deCubertin, was dead right: Taking part is what counts!
Another happy picture from the Womens 10K fun run!
I have been doing some product photography during the week and while I was set up took a few shots of this.. My Grandad worked for Rolls Royce and after 25 years of loyal service they gave him an ashtray (imagine that today)
In nature and in life, matters can become busy. Still, we are all individual, all unique. We ought to find and focus on that uniqueness which makes us who we are for otherwise we simply blend into the background and become lost.
Be yourself.
[NB For those who did not understand the text above, the selective focus is intentional]